It wasn’t until I was cutting my nails that I finally noticed and became conscious of what was going on- the resistance was in control.

So, I went into the bathroom and trimmed my facial hair and started cutting my nails.

By the time I got back to my desk and looked again at my blank screen, I felt that my nails were getting too long and that my facial hair needed to be trimmed.

Then I came back to the blank screen and noticed a dirty dish on my desk and decided it was a good time to take it to the kitchen and get some water.

I felt the anxiety of the blank page and quickly opened new internet tabs and surfed the web for a bit.

Here’s what the start to my writing looked like: Just today, for example, I sat down to write and noticed-really felt-the potency of the resistance that I had to overcome in order to begin.

Neither ever gets easier- you just get better. Give us what you’ve got.” Steven Pressfield, The War of Art Beyond the Quote (189/365)ĭon’t think that just because I write every day that it’s easy for me. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gifts, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter farther along its path back to God.

If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don’t do it, you not only hurt yourself, even destroy yourself.

“Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter, a scientist, an apostle of peace? In the end the question can only be answered by action.

Steven pressfield the resistance